Pine Away - The Apples in stereo, Robert Schneider

Evening, the sky is glowing

Underneath us the grass is slowing down

On its way up to the sun

Lying around devoting time

To watching the stars exploding

Into space one by one

Take me to a distant place and time

This is not the first time I have pined

Puts me in a distant state of mind

This is not the first time I have pined

I pine away

I love the older people

They seem to live in a world of simple life

Where simple pleasures still belong

Years past, they contemplated

How the world was less complicated

Years befoere they came along

Takes me to a distant place and time

This is not the first time I have pined

Puts me in a distant state of mind

This is not the first time I have pined

I pine away

I pine after my home, my yard

The olden days, the faraway

The stars that rain over it all

I pine away